It Would Be Great If I Could Be a Copywriter

Su Chen couldn't help laughing at the news that Yuzi had sent him.

The senior executives of the Leijian Library, after knowing that Mao Xuewang would draw illustrations for a light novel in Qingman Magazine, directly expressed their willingness to hand over 30,000 RMB to show their sincerity, and asked very cryptically if they wanted to come to the Leijian Library to change the owner mean.

Regarding this, Su Chen just silently left a bank account, and then refused.

Because he has already written light novels in Leijian Bunko, why should he draw illustrations?

Really, how could you be so greedy?

He doesn't have the extra energy to work part-time now.

But, Su Chen really hoped that Su Xiaoxiao would give up writing novels and become an artist for Lei Jian Library.

Now Su Xiaoxiao's skills are almost enough. She has mastered the two painting styles of Xiaobu and Death Note. She can be an illustrator, or even a more powerful position than that.

And most importantly, compared to writing novels, drawing illustrations is more or less easier, which is very suitable for Su Xiaoxiao's unconstrained personality.

However, just say Cao Cao and JJ Lin will arrive.

"Hey bro, what are you giggling about?"

At this time, Su Xiaoxiao asked while lying on the single bed next to Su Chen with her little feet bare.

"When did you come in? Didn't I lock the bedroom door?"

Su Chen was so frightened by this sudden sentence that he almost threw the mouse out, and glanced in the direction of the bedroom door in horror, only to see that the locked door was wide open.

"Please." The little girl rolled around on the bed with the Qin Nu pillow that was bigger than herself, "There is a key in the lock of your door, is there a hammer to lock the door from the inside?"

"I know that, but you don't have a sound at all, you look like a ghost, which is scary." Su Chen complained, and then looked disgusted, "Also, can you stop rolling around on my bed?"

"Ha! Not only will I roll around on your bed, but I will also step on your pillow!"

"Are you a child? Boring."

Su Chen gave the little girl a caring look, then ignored her, turned on her phone, and checked her text messages.

The 30,000 yuan from Leijian Library has already been credited into his account, and the efficiency is very high.

Seeing Su Chen flipping through the text messages, Su Xiaoxiao stopped rolling the sheets, and asked curiously, "Have you received the manuscript fee again?"

"Oh? Why do you ask that?" Su Chen glanced at her and asked back.

Su Xiaoxiao took it for granted and explained: "Because a poor man like you who has no friends, every time you read a text message, you either delete the harassing message or confirm that the manuscript remuneration has arrived. There is nothing else besides that?"

Gan!

Su Chen's face darkened.

Talk more if you can talk.

Really, sometimes, he really wanted to tear that little cherry mouth open.

"Oh, when did I become a poor man without friends?"

"No way, do you have friends?! No way, no way?"

Su Xiaoxiao stared round her eyes in extreme surprise, with a lifelike little expression, coupled with a repeater-like "No way\

,"Su Chen was so angry that his teeth itch.

But as if thinking of something, he suddenly smiled.

"Heh, what someone said seems to be very powerful. Actually, I am at home on a leave of absence from school, and I don't have any friends, do I?"

Not to be outdone, Su Chen replied.

But what he didn't expect was that this made the little girl's face turn pale, and she went straight down.

Su Chen was taken aback by the Sichuan opera-like face-changing speed.

Uh... what did I say wrong? Why did this girl suddenly become like an eggplant beaten by Shuang?

"What's the matter with you? Did I talk about it?" Su Chen asked cautiously.

"Yeah, we've come to the point where it hurts." Su Xiaoxiao's eyes were blank, "When I think about going to school after the suspension limit is over, I feel exhausted."

"Why, don't you want to go to school?"

"To be honest, I plan to drop out of school after a while." Su Xiaoxiao hesitated for a long time before expressing her thoughts.

"Drop out, are you crazy?"

Su Chen was stunned and taken aback.

"You have dropped out of school now, what can you do in the future? With your small body, no one will want to move bricks."

"Live broadcasting can support me, and... I want to write novels." Su Xiaoxiao's answer was simple.

This made Su Chen look complicated.

I lost you Rem, won't she still miss her "School Enchantress"?

He actually wanted to tell her that at your level, writing novels is likely to hit the street, let alone published light novels. You can't even pass that test.

It's fine if novels are a hobby, but if Su Xiaoxiao really wants to publish physical books, Su Chen will definitely not support it.

Dream is a very naive word, but realizing a dream is a very cruel word.

Alas, in many cases, if you want to accomplish something, you don't just have to have a passion for it.

"Dropping out of school...at least you have to have a proper job."

Su Chen sighed.

"Think about it carefully. After dropping out of school, with your education background, basically you can't do anything except live broadcast."

"..."

Su Xiaoxiao lowered her head and said nothing.

To be honest, Su Chen now suspects that the reason why the little girl said such things is because she is too leisurely at home after school, doing nothing but live broadcast every day, which has changed her mentality.

A normal person is not an ascetic monk, and without contact with the outside world, his psychology will definitely change.

So Su Chen, who thought of this, felt that it was necessary to let the little girl go out for a walk.

"How about it, Xiaoxiao, I have an invitation from Leijian Library. I hope I can go to them to work as a painting lecturer. It just so happens that you don't have to go to school now. How about letting you try this job?"

"Let me go...to be a lecturer?"

Su Xiaoxiao opened her mouth wide, and was taken aback for a while.

This is much crazier than dropping out of school.

No matter how you think about it, it is impossible for a young girl who has just grown up to be a teacher for a group of painters whose qualifications are unknown.

"That's right, as a lecturer, the account of Maoxuewang can be regarded as your contribution."

Su Chen didn't panic at all.

After his observation, the painting technology in this world is too backward, which is also the main reason for the backwardness of the comics industry.

Even the most basic knowledge of sketching in his previous life is enough to feed those old painters for a year.

Not to mention those various cartoonists who have no one to point them out and copy Mao Xuewang's painting style by themselves.

Therefore, even Su Xiaoxiao, who only has a little bit of drawing skills on earth, is enough to go to the Thunderbolt library to teach others how to fish.

"Brother, are you finally confused?"

However, Su Xiaoxiao still didn't believe it, she frowned and thought.

"Besides, the Leijian Library is where I contributed some time ago, right? Why did you invite you to work?"

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